Rachel’s Distracted Looks
Rachel seemed happy enough, but I caught her glancing at her phone more often than usual. “Everything okay?” I asked casually, hoping for something beyond the usual reply. She smiled quickly, “Yeah, just checking in with… uh, Susan.” Yet her response felt rehearsed, almost mechanical. I filed away every glance, every hesitation, as another piece of the puzzle I was desperate to piece together.
Rachel’s Distracted Looks
Setting The Stage
I realized this trip wasn’t just a break from routine—it was my opportunity to finally confront Rachel about everything eating away at me. Surrounded by the quiet beauty of mountains and pines, with the kids lost in their own world of nature, it would be just the two of us—no distractions, no place to hide. The moment had come for the truth to leave the shadows and face the light.
Setting The Stage
